Newly Wild Hedgehog

BACKSTROKE I lay down on the cold wood in the dark.

My roommate’s cat stepped on me and purred.

She has cat asthma. I thought about snorkeling.

There are islands that only one of us will ever visit— you barreling over the sand near Greece,

chucking a frisbee through the rain, me with my body hanging beneath the sun

like a complicated fruit.